335 Pretense

Only then did Old Master Lian smile and get Chen Fa to pour him a cup of hot tea.

Fu Ting accepted it gratefully. When he saw Chen Fa, he smiled warmly and said, "Grandpa Butler, how are you? I haven't seen you for many years. I've missed you very much."

"I've been well." Chen Fa stood aside happily and took the fruits that the servant had washed and placed them in front of Fu Ting. "Young Master Fu, these were all your favorites in the past. Old Master still remembers them."

Tears welled up in Fu Ting's eyes, forcing him to lower his head. "Grandpa, although I've been trapped in Liancheng for so many years, I haven't forgotten your preferences. This time, I specially got someone to bring back your favorite tea leaves. I just don't know if your taste has changed."